*=change of scenery
///Name////=flashback, the name is the POV
'thinking'=usually talking in their head
warnings: semi-original character, i took the name, but most of the rest i made up myself, slight gore, some language, yaoi...and lots of it! ^_^
leave a review ^_^
also feel free to instant message me, my screename is tmbrwolf113--on just about every im'er
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Duo's eyes shot open and he sat up in his bed. 'Hm, that's odd, I usually don't just wake up.' He thought to himself and began to wonder if it had been a nightmare that had disturbed his sleep, but no, he hadn't had any dreams that night.
Duo began to squirm under his sheets, his back felt really strange. He reached his hand awkwardly behind him and felt his back. When he looked at his hand, he was shocked to find warm, sticky blood on it.
'That's strange, I don't remember my back getting hacked up at all.' He looked at the small blood spot on his sheet and decided he should deal with whatever was making him bleed now.
But before he left his room to head for the bathroom and the first aid kit, and idea came to him on what may have caused his spontaneous bleeding. 'Oh please, please don't be what I think this is.' He walked over to his mirror, and took off the oversized tee-shirt he wore to bed. There, on his back, were two very small slits on his shoulder blades that each had a trickle of blood leaking out of them. Then, as if someone had hit the rewind button on a vcr, the slits closed themselves up, leaving no scar or other sign, except the blood.
"Oh crap." Duo exclaimed, ever so eloquently.
Then, leaving the reason for his late night hemorrhaging to later, he had to decide how to explain blood on his sheets when the others knew he hadn't gotten injured on their last mission. 'Hmm, I think someone would notice if my pair of sheets just magically disappeared, so now I need a good excuse.' Duo let out a tired, sad sigh. 'But, of course, I can't lie. Argh, this is too difficult. Ah ha, I've got it. Wufei had his leg cut on the last mission. Just switch the sheets, and no one wonders about a thing.'
Duo's typical Shinigami grin came across his face as he took the sheets off his bed and snuck his way out of his room and down the hall to his poor Chinese friend's room. Luckily, Duo knew he was the best of all of them at silently sneaking into places, and carefully made his way into the room. 'Okay, now, how do I switch the sheets when he's still sleeping on them?'
Then, an idea stuck him, again, 'I must be on a roll tonight.' Duo left the pile of sheets quietly next to the wall behind Wufei's bed. 'Please let me be right about this.' Duo silently pleaded, then, he grabbed the 05 pilot's alarm clock and began to change the time, soon, it was set to go off in exactly one minute. He placed it back on the nightstand and hid under the bed, making sure not to touch the underside of the bed.
One minute later, the alarm went off and Wufei woke up. Out of habit, he reached over and shut the alarm off then got up and walked out of the door, heading for the bathroom to get ready. Duo jumped up as soon as he was out of the room and stripped the sheets off his bed and, as quickly as was humanly possible, put his stained ones on the mattress.
Then, Duo grabbed his pile of clean sheets and made a mad dash for his room. As soon as he was in his room with the door closed, he heard the bathroom open and a cursing Wufei returning to his room, mumbling something about "Possessed alarm clocks."
Duo couldn't help but snicker then climb in his newly made and clean bed, after changing his shirt. 'Eh, I'll just throw it out, I don't think the others keep an inventory of my clothes, but, then again..." Duo kept on quietly laughing at his mental joke until he fell asleep once again.
Duo rose and got up a few hours later and got ready for the day, pleased to find that he didn't have any more bleeding spells during the night. But, as he began to walk downstairs for breakfast, he realized that this was going to be a bad week, and he knew that he'd be faced with something he had hoped he'd never have to see again. What he wasn't expecting, was how soon it would come.
* * * * *
"Hey Quatre, ya got any milk? I wanna have some cereal." Duo asked from behind the refrigerator door.
"No Duo, plus, it's your turn to go for supplies, and you haven't yet." The blond replied from behind the front page of the newspaper he was reading, then let out a chuckle at the unhappy sigh that Duo had released upon being reminded of the responsibilities he was given now that he shared the house with the other pilots.
Said four pilots were sitting around on various couches, either watching tv or just enjoying some rare peace. Wufei it seemed, was going to keep the appearance of the blood on his sheets to himself, the others knew he had been hurt, he felt no need to keep them up to date on every occurrence in his life. And Duo, being smarter than most would take him for, planned to keep everything happening to himself.
"We have a mission," Heero said, staring blankly ahead.
"Ah ha! I knew it, he's psychic!" Duo shouted, then began to laugh hysterically at the strange look he received from Heero, who, in his mind, he had already dubbed 'Ms. Cleo Yuy'.
Heero let out a "hmph" and refused to look over at the laughing Duo. He had long ago come to terms with the fact that he had a crush on the lively God of Death, but he would prefer to not be found staring at the boy whenever he let out that beautiful smile. To keep his mind off the object of his affection, he got up and walked over to his laptop, which he had set up on a table so he could see when they would receive a mission. Opening up the mail he quickly scanned the instructions.
"Okay, it's a quick reconaissance mission. Very heavy security, the mission requires four of us to go and one to remain here to make sure that the information gathered is safely saved and protected on this laptop."
"Heero, is the mission that dangerous that the information won't be safe in our Gundams?" Quatre asked, sounding a little more than worried.
Trowa, who had walked over and also read the mission stats answered his friend's question, "No, there's a failsafe program on the system we're getting the information from. It'll erase the info from whatever source infiltrates the system. Unfortunately, if the data is sent anywhere else, it'll also follow it and delete it. We need someone here to get it, and change the program, including it into the laptop's hardrive as a different program altogether. They're going to have to go as fast as they can, before the program has a chance to delete it. It says here that we need Heero to go in, he's the only one who can get the data out of the computer, and another one to guard his back. The remaining pilots are to provide cover fire and destroy as many enemy ms's as possible. The security is incredible at this base."
"Wow Trowa, that's more than I've heard you say in all the time I've known you!" Duo grinned, at least with a mission, he'd be able to stop worrying about his own personal problems. "So, when do we leave, and who has to stay?"
"We leave tomorrow afternoon, it's a long trip." Heero replied. Then he looked over their little band of guerrila soldiers and quickly began to analyze the situation. "Wufei, you're injured, and we need the rest of us for the different jobs required for the mission, you should stay behind."
"Fine by me." The quick response came from Wufei, it was obvious that he wanted to go on the mission, but realized that it was for the better of everyone that he stayed behind. Plus, his leg randomly bleeding last night had him a bit worried, maybe the injury was worse than he had thought.
"Good, we leave in 28 hours, make sure you're all ready to go, and have you're parts in the mission memorized." Quatre said, quickly assuming his usual position of leader.
* * * * *
"Hey Trowa, how's the Heavyarms coming?" Quatre walked from the catwalk to the cockpit of his best friend's gundam. Peering into the partially lit cockpit he could barely see Trowa. The Heavyarms had taken a badly placed hit in their last, rather intense battle, and had knocked out the cockpit system. The other gundams managed to carry 03 back to their hangar but it had been difficult, and reprogramming it was going to take an all nighter.
"Well, it's okay, I think I may be able to use one of the other systems to jump start mine, and then find my system. I saved it on my gundams harddrive, it should still be there."
"You can use Sandrock's, I'll go get the hookup."
While inside Sandrock, Quatre once again contemplated the weird feeling he'd been having lately. 'I don't think my space heart is responding to the upcoming mission, it doesn't feel the same as it usually does. It almost feels, confused rather than in pain. I hope it's nothing too serious.' Just then, Quatre's internal monologue was interrupted by a few shouts, threats, and the sound of someone running down the catwalk. Quatre looked up just in time to see a Duo running by, as fast as he could with a smile on his face and a cd in his hand. Two gunshots rang out and two seconds later a very pissed off Heero also ran by poor Quatre. 'I wonder what he did this time?'
Quatre picked up the wire which was now connected to his Sandrock's cpu and walked over to the Heavyarms. Trowa was once again sitting in his cockpit seat, trying desperately, or as desperately as Trowa can ever be, to fix his maimed gundam. Without even looking up from his fiddling, Trowa commented offhandedly, "How many?"
"That's six on the south wall, four on the north, one on the west, and nine on the east." Two more shots rang out, and Trowa looked up questioningly at his young Arabian friend. Quatre leaned out the cockpit and scanned the hangar.
"Well, now there are eleven on the east wall." Quatre, and even Trowa, couldn't contain a smirk at the antics of their comrades.
"Duo sure does like that east wall, doesn't he?"
Trowa just nodded and hooked up the wire, preparing his gundam to be completely reprogramming. 'This is gonna take forever. Hm, I wonder what Duo did this time?'
* * * * *
"I swear Heero, I thought you'd think it was funny, really!" Duo was, once again, pinned to the wall by Heero's death glare and his gun trying to explain his life out of this. 'Okay, he's definitely overreacting this time, the shaving cream incident I deserved to be shot at for, and, well, the laptop prank...both laptop pranks weren't very nice, but this one was just out of good clean fun.'
"Come on man! I already fixed it. I put the zero system back where it belonged, and reinstalled it."
"Duo, " It wasn't even a name at this point, it was a growl. 'I can't believe he did that. Did he really think I wouldn't notice that my zero fight simulation had been replaced by a mech video game! Still, this way I do get to see that hot little look he gets on when he's trying to bargain his way out of something.' Lowering his gun, Heero gave Duo one last glare before walking off and double checking his entire gundam for any more of Duo's 'harmless' pranks.
'Phew, okay, that was close. Say, look at that, eleven on the east wall.'
* * * * *
Safely alone in his room, Duo sighed loudly. 'Wow, what a day, at least Wufei seems to have bought the sheet thing alright. Hmm, what am I gonna do about tonight, I can't keep switching sheets with him every night.' Duo stripped down to his boxers and decided that it would be better to not bother wearing a shirt at all. He lay face down on his bed, on top of the sheets and comforter. 'Hopefully, I'll be woken up earlier this time, and hopefully I'll stay facedown, less chance of getting blood anywhere.' His face became an almost pout. 'Boy that's a lotta hopes. I been hoping too much lately.' A small, hopeful smile briefly brightened the young soldier's face before he fell into a light sleep.
///Name////=flashback, the name is the POV
'thinking'=usually talking in their head
warnings: semi-original character, i took the name, but most of the rest i made up myself, slight gore, some language, yaoi...and lots of it! ^_^
leave a review ^_^
also feel free to instant message me, my screename is tmbrwolf113--on just about every im'er
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Duo's eyes shot open and he sat up in his bed. 'Hm, that's odd, I usually don't just wake up.' He thought to himself and began to wonder if it had been a nightmare that had disturbed his sleep, but no, he hadn't had any dreams that night.
Duo began to squirm under his sheets, his back felt really strange. He reached his hand awkwardly behind him and felt his back. When he looked at his hand, he was shocked to find warm, sticky blood on it.
'That's strange, I don't remember my back getting hacked up at all.' He looked at the small blood spot on his sheet and decided he should deal with whatever was making him bleed now.
But before he left his room to head for the bathroom and the first aid kit, and idea came to him on what may have caused his spontaneous bleeding. 'Oh please, please don't be what I think this is.' He walked over to his mirror, and took off the oversized tee-shirt he wore to bed. There, on his back, were two very small slits on his shoulder blades that each had a trickle of blood leaking out of them. Then, as if someone had hit the rewind button on a vcr, the slits closed themselves up, leaving no scar or other sign, except the blood.
"Oh crap." Duo exclaimed, ever so eloquently.
Then, leaving the reason for his late night hemorrhaging to later, he had to decide how to explain blood on his sheets when the others knew he hadn't gotten injured on their last mission. 'Hmm, I think someone would notice if my pair of sheets just magically disappeared, so now I need a good excuse.' Duo let out a tired, sad sigh. 'But, of course, I can't lie. Argh, this is too difficult. Ah ha, I've got it. Wufei had his leg cut on the last mission. Just switch the sheets, and no one wonders about a thing.'
Duo's typical Shinigami grin came across his face as he took the sheets off his bed and snuck his way out of his room and down the hall to his poor Chinese friend's room. Luckily, Duo knew he was the best of all of them at silently sneaking into places, and carefully made his way into the room. 'Okay, now, how do I switch the sheets when he's still sleeping on them?'
Then, an idea stuck him, again, 'I must be on a roll tonight.' Duo left the pile of sheets quietly next to the wall behind Wufei's bed. 'Please let me be right about this.' Duo silently pleaded, then, he grabbed the 05 pilot's alarm clock and began to change the time, soon, it was set to go off in exactly one minute. He placed it back on the nightstand and hid under the bed, making sure not to touch the underside of the bed.
One minute later, the alarm went off and Wufei woke up. Out of habit, he reached over and shut the alarm off then got up and walked out of the door, heading for the bathroom to get ready. Duo jumped up as soon as he was out of the room and stripped the sheets off his bed and, as quickly as was humanly possible, put his stained ones on the mattress.
Then, Duo grabbed his pile of clean sheets and made a mad dash for his room. As soon as he was in his room with the door closed, he heard the bathroom open and a cursing Wufei returning to his room, mumbling something about "Possessed alarm clocks."
Duo couldn't help but snicker then climb in his newly made and clean bed, after changing his shirt. 'Eh, I'll just throw it out, I don't think the others keep an inventory of my clothes, but, then again..." Duo kept on quietly laughing at his mental joke until he fell asleep once again.
Duo rose and got up a few hours later and got ready for the day, pleased to find that he didn't have any more bleeding spells during the night. But, as he began to walk downstairs for breakfast, he realized that this was going to be a bad week, and he knew that he'd be faced with something he had hoped he'd never have to see again. What he wasn't expecting, was how soon it would come.
* * * * *
"Hey Quatre, ya got any milk? I wanna have some cereal." Duo asked from behind the refrigerator door.
"No Duo, plus, it's your turn to go for supplies, and you haven't yet." The blond replied from behind the front page of the newspaper he was reading, then let out a chuckle at the unhappy sigh that Duo had released upon being reminded of the responsibilities he was given now that he shared the house with the other pilots.
Said four pilots were sitting around on various couches, either watching tv or just enjoying some rare peace. Wufei it seemed, was going to keep the appearance of the blood on his sheets to himself, the others knew he had been hurt, he felt no need to keep them up to date on every occurrence in his life. And Duo, being smarter than most would take him for, planned to keep everything happening to himself.
"We have a mission," Heero said, staring blankly ahead.
"Ah ha! I knew it, he's psychic!" Duo shouted, then began to laugh hysterically at the strange look he received from Heero, who, in his mind, he had already dubbed 'Ms. Cleo Yuy'.
Heero let out a "hmph" and refused to look over at the laughing Duo. He had long ago come to terms with the fact that he had a crush on the lively God of Death, but he would prefer to not be found staring at the boy whenever he let out that beautiful smile. To keep his mind off the object of his affection, he got up and walked over to his laptop, which he had set up on a table so he could see when they would receive a mission. Opening up the mail he quickly scanned the instructions.
"Okay, it's a quick reconaissance mission. Very heavy security, the mission requires four of us to go and one to remain here to make sure that the information gathered is safely saved and protected on this laptop."
"Heero, is the mission that dangerous that the information won't be safe in our Gundams?" Quatre asked, sounding a little more than worried.
Trowa, who had walked over and also read the mission stats answered his friend's question, "No, there's a failsafe program on the system we're getting the information from. It'll erase the info from whatever source infiltrates the system. Unfortunately, if the data is sent anywhere else, it'll also follow it and delete it. We need someone here to get it, and change the program, including it into the laptop's hardrive as a different program altogether. They're going to have to go as fast as they can, before the program has a chance to delete it. It says here that we need Heero to go in, he's the only one who can get the data out of the computer, and another one to guard his back. The remaining pilots are to provide cover fire and destroy as many enemy ms's as possible. The security is incredible at this base."
"Wow Trowa, that's more than I've heard you say in all the time I've known you!" Duo grinned, at least with a mission, he'd be able to stop worrying about his own personal problems. "So, when do we leave, and who has to stay?"
"We leave tomorrow afternoon, it's a long trip." Heero replied. Then he looked over their little band of guerrila soldiers and quickly began to analyze the situation. "Wufei, you're injured, and we need the rest of us for the different jobs required for the mission, you should stay behind."
"Fine by me." The quick response came from Wufei, it was obvious that he wanted to go on the mission, but realized that it was for the better of everyone that he stayed behind. Plus, his leg randomly bleeding last night had him a bit worried, maybe the injury was worse than he had thought.
"Good, we leave in 28 hours, make sure you're all ready to go, and have you're parts in the mission memorized." Quatre said, quickly assuming his usual position of leader.
* * * * *
"Hey Trowa, how's the Heavyarms coming?" Quatre walked from the catwalk to the cockpit of his best friend's gundam. Peering into the partially lit cockpit he could barely see Trowa. The Heavyarms had taken a badly placed hit in their last, rather intense battle, and had knocked out the cockpit system. The other gundams managed to carry 03 back to their hangar but it had been difficult, and reprogramming it was going to take an all nighter.
"Well, it's okay, I think I may be able to use one of the other systems to jump start mine, and then find my system. I saved it on my gundams harddrive, it should still be there."
"You can use Sandrock's, I'll go get the hookup."
While inside Sandrock, Quatre once again contemplated the weird feeling he'd been having lately. 'I don't think my space heart is responding to the upcoming mission, it doesn't feel the same as it usually does. It almost feels, confused rather than in pain. I hope it's nothing too serious.' Just then, Quatre's internal monologue was interrupted by a few shouts, threats, and the sound of someone running down the catwalk. Quatre looked up just in time to see a Duo running by, as fast as he could with a smile on his face and a cd in his hand. Two gunshots rang out and two seconds later a very pissed off Heero also ran by poor Quatre. 'I wonder what he did this time?'
Quatre picked up the wire which was now connected to his Sandrock's cpu and walked over to the Heavyarms. Trowa was once again sitting in his cockpit seat, trying desperately, or as desperately as Trowa can ever be, to fix his maimed gundam. Without even looking up from his fiddling, Trowa commented offhandedly, "How many?"
"That's six on the south wall, four on the north, one on the west, and nine on the east." Two more shots rang out, and Trowa looked up questioningly at his young Arabian friend. Quatre leaned out the cockpit and scanned the hangar.
"Well, now there are eleven on the east wall." Quatre, and even Trowa, couldn't contain a smirk at the antics of their comrades.
"Duo sure does like that east wall, doesn't he?"
Trowa just nodded and hooked up the wire, preparing his gundam to be completely reprogramming. 'This is gonna take forever. Hm, I wonder what Duo did this time?'
* * * * *
"I swear Heero, I thought you'd think it was funny, really!" Duo was, once again, pinned to the wall by Heero's death glare and his gun trying to explain his life out of this. 'Okay, he's definitely overreacting this time, the shaving cream incident I deserved to be shot at for, and, well, the laptop prank...both laptop pranks weren't very nice, but this one was just out of good clean fun.'
"Come on man! I already fixed it. I put the zero system back where it belonged, and reinstalled it."
"Duo, " It wasn't even a name at this point, it was a growl. 'I can't believe he did that. Did he really think I wouldn't notice that my zero fight simulation had been replaced by a mech video game! Still, this way I do get to see that hot little look he gets on when he's trying to bargain his way out of something.' Lowering his gun, Heero gave Duo one last glare before walking off and double checking his entire gundam for any more of Duo's 'harmless' pranks.
'Phew, okay, that was close. Say, look at that, eleven on the east wall.'
* * * * *
Safely alone in his room, Duo sighed loudly. 'Wow, what a day, at least Wufei seems to have bought the sheet thing alright. Hmm, what am I gonna do about tonight, I can't keep switching sheets with him every night.' Duo stripped down to his boxers and decided that it would be better to not bother wearing a shirt at all. He lay face down on his bed, on top of the sheets and comforter. 'Hopefully, I'll be woken up earlier this time, and hopefully I'll stay facedown, less chance of getting blood anywhere.' His face became an almost pout. 'Boy that's a lotta hopes. I been hoping too much lately.' A small, hopeful smile briefly brightened the young soldier's face before he fell into a light sleep.